Lyrics:
down, your music's influenced by Whitney Bobby pills
While I am on fire, been gettin that Ricky Bobby feel
My cognitive ability decline's not beginning
rarely ever show up
Ashamed of all the changes they've made since 2003
And people said, don't let anybody know if you're different
No, don't be a freak, so
he hard, he a goddamn lie
You say you drippin, you're not that fly
You can think what you want, but you better not try
She trippin' out, she don't know
no clout
Clothes that you've got look like Oscar the grouch
Weed's antidepression I keep in my pouch
Stop all that talking not hearing you out
Look
the deep end to Davy Jones locker
Best at wearing a mask, you need an Oscar
Till then you’re Oscar the grouch sit on the couch and still will not prosper
God
We hop in L.A. and jump in the game, ya
I cannot trust you, acting so strange, ya
Tryna be me, you're so lame, ya
Tryna get my knowledge up, received
the house
Make your mama mad, when I'm fuckin' on the couch
Diggin' through the trash like I'm Oscar the Grouch
Take a bite of a cat, make a pussy say ouch
don't need a daddy
I roll a blunt and I go eat a patty
I'm talking Randy's but not feeling chatty
Shoot them like Camby you doing so badly
I know you're
Getting chased by Tom's they done been the mouse
Ears not open to what the drama bout
I need the cash in and hardly taken out, so wassup?
with, but you're leaving out here by yourself
I'm keepin' it gangsta without the tattoos and platinum mouth
I was the rapper you heard about slappin' up
with, but you're leaving out here by yourself
I'm keepin' it gangsta without the tattoos and platinum mouth
I was the rapper you heard about slappin' up
'm not reading movie scripts, I'm meeting wit Dub Davis.//
distributed by virgin if ya really wanna ask me/
do a track wit Janet, Miss Jackson if ur
2003, with the flow. Blue.
Ooh right, finished work on a Saturday night
In a mood and I want to play
I say in for my click around my way
Hit
to grovel
A lot like Oscar the grouch
I'm not on the couch mean muggin' the tv screen
Like how have i not been found
I ought to be crowned
But none one
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
But you know I stay
Bitches come and go, bruh
But you know I stay
Got my balls licked
By a Zooey Deschanel look-alike cocaine addict
Razor blade
a finesse to stay flee
If I don't see 4 exhaust
That's not a real AMG
I can't give out no free sauce
Niggas ain't tryna pay fees
They tryna figure me out
I
a grouch
In retrospect
I hope he was okay
This is not the way
That you thought
It would turn out, did ya?
This is not the way
That you thought
It would
hustlin
Got in the game and i made my own wave
Dats why im poppin and dats why im buzzin
You the type dats never talmbout no money
That is why we can not
not arrogant
Knowing that I'm heaven sent
So I came to represent
It's evident
The glove fits but lets
Put that all aside
I've finally arrived
Are you
at all
But listen you my brother and I love but you pitiful
And getting in you're ass is so therapeutical
And just think these hoes be trying to prink
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